We all have dreams, or at least we should. There are places in this world where the Spiritual Poverty is so great that dreams have been long forgotten. Instead of dreams, these people just deal with survival. I am sure that there are places like that in the USA but really there is no excuse to keep from going after your dreams. So, if we all dream, how many times to we actually see big dreams come true? Tonight we saw a friends dream fulfilled. It is just as much of a miracle as watching a blind eye start seeing.
It is sad how chronic illness many times saps life and dreams form your heart. Bob said it best tonight when he said that He we have only two choices when the ravages of sickness pound on your mind and body. You can either blame God and put greater and greater distance between your self and His heart, or you can choose in your weakness to make Him your strength. By doing this, your weakness becomes the greatest weapon to fight change hour condition.
Bob chose to draw closer to Papa even as his condition got weaker. Thus, his songs got more and more intimate as his worship got more and more intimate. That is what Papa wants from us. Just to draw close and let Him direct us. In many ways, that is what I have been doing this past year and a half since Julia’s death. I choose to draw closer, and not to blame Him for everything that happened. I chose to press into His love in the midst of great sorrow. But by doing this, I prepared myself to love again.
I am in the midst of a miracle as great or greater than the one I saw tonight. To be able to live and love again is a witness that is far greater than anything I cold have ever imagined. We all have choices to make. But the basic choice is this: Will I draw near to Papa no matter how bad things seem, and no matter how it looks like He might be responsible? Will I choose to believe in His Goodness, and not in what others say about Him? Choose wisely, and everything else will fall into place. It has for me, and that really is a miracle.